Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 183 Escape from the Horror Game (27)

The ignorant Elena didn't understand what was going on. She only knew that her birthday party seemed to be messed up.

He is wearing a dark green military uniform, neat and meticulous. It feels like leather that has been frozen hard after a severe winter, and like rocks that have been eroded by years of wind and frost, so tough and ruthless, although the military boots are slightly worn. , but it still retains its indelible majesty.

A trace of panic flashed in Nayise's eyes, but he quickly calmed down his emotions and stepped forward to negotiate with him.

"I don't understand what you mean. We don't have any evil alien witches here, just a group of kind and sincere people."

"What's more, it should be very rude to break into someone else's home without the owner's permission, right?"

"As a gentleman, you shouldn't be like this."

Elena hid behind Nayise, tilting her head and peeking at the uninvited guest standing not far away with some fear.

"Gentleman? Sorry sir, the person standing in front of you now is just an officer performing a mission, not a gentleman."

"The situation is urgent. We must arrest the evil witch in the shortest possible time. Please don't make unnecessary struggles and cooperate with our work quickly."

"Please believe that after the witch is taken away, you will welcome a better new life."

His voice was deep and resonant, like ancient bells and drums reverberating, making people feel fearful. His words were short and direct, leaving no room for maneuver for Naisse.

"My friends here, I'm really sorry. I'm afraid this banquet will end here."

"However, once we catch the witch and eliminate the danger, everyone will have a safer environment. I think you will thank me for coming."

His face is cold and firm, as if it has been baptized and tempered countless times over the years, like a hard rock carved by wind and rain. His expressionless face only reveals coldness and majesty, like a leopard lurking in the dark night. , quietly and patiently waiting for the prey to appear.

His eyes are like sharp blades, shining with a dangerous and cold light. Every look seems to have been carefully calculated and considered, revealing a kind of impeccable confidence and determination, making people inadvertently feel a kind of fear and oppression. feel.

"Everyone! Act now!"

Following his order, the soldiers who followed quickly poured into the castle like a tide. Naisse wanted to stop all this, but was powerless and could only watch them enter one after another.

The guests present were frightened by this sudden situation, and many people screamed and fled the scene.

For ordinary civilians like them, the word "witch" is incompatible with their lives, and in legends, witches are often accompanied by death and curses. No one is willing to make fun of their own lives, so stay far away. good.

Nayise was extremely anxious. He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Quinlan could hear the noise outside and quickly find a safe place to hide.

The officer's eyes never left Naisse. His eyes were as sharp as knives, as if they could penetrate people's hearts, and all secrets would be exposed in front of him. When his gaze lingers, it makes people feel like they are being stared at by a ferocious leopard with nowhere to escape.

The officer's eyes were always locked on Nayise, as sharp as a blade, as if he could see into the depths of the human heart, leaving all the secrets hidden under his gaze. Nayise hugged Elena tightly in her arms, lowered her head, and did not dare to look at her. After a moment, his eyes gradually shifted to Elena.

"Sir, I have to say that your undisguised gaze is a bit too offensive."

"Anyway, I used to be the same..."

Poor Naisse, who has always been known for his gentleness, now has to adopt a tough attitude when talking to others. However, before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by the other party.

"There is no need to mention the glory of the past." The other party said coldly, "Your family has long since declined, and now there are only some old things left to remember."

A trace of surprise flashed across Nayise's face, and her lips trembled slightly, trying to defend herself. But in the end, he chose to remain silent. What the other party said was true. Their family was indeed in dire straits. Although their financial resources are still enough to support their daily lives, they have long withdrawn from the once glorious circle.

In the face of such tough questioning, he was unable to make any strong counterattack.

"Is this your child?"

Facing the officer's questions, Naisse hugged Elena tighter.

"It's... it's my child."

"But as you can see, the kid has blond hair and blue eyes like me, nothing special about him."

After hearing this answer, the officer still refused to look away suspiciously. Elena was frightened by his aggressive eyes, and involuntarily wanted to hide her face. She lowered her head, hoping to avoid the other party's scrutiny.

But Nayise seemed to want to prove the authenticity of what he said, and regardless of Elena's struggle, he forcibly raised her little face. In the past, Nayise had never treated Elena so roughly, but in this situation, if she didn't react quickly, I'm afraid it would arouse more suspicion.

"You see, I didn't lie."

"It's this kid's birthday and it was supposed to be a relaxing and joyful day, but now it seems like it's all been destroyed."

There was no apology on the officer's face, he just turned away silently. There were noisy sounds in the castle. Naisse held Elena in his arms and took a few steps forward unconsciously.

"Please stay where you are while I go check on the current situation."

The officer stretched out his hand to stop Naise's anxious movements, adjusted his clothes, and then strode forward.

Nayser originally held a glimmer of hope in his heart, but when he saw the figure pushed out by the soldiers, his body stiffened instantly, as if all the blood in his body had been frozen, and every heartbeat was as if it had been sharply beaten. The ice pick pierced him, causing him heartache.

Jiang Qiucheng, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but take a few steps forward, feeling anxious.

Quilan looked even weaker than last time. Her current state was almost like a phantom, as if a gust of wind could blow her away. Her petite figure looked particularly fragile against the tall soldiers around her. Anyone who sees her like this will not think that she has any offensive power.